He was quite pale and his girlish lip was trembling.
"Eh ?" murmured the youth in great astonishment.
"It's my first and last battle, old boy," continued the loud soldier.
"Something tells me--" "What ?" "I'm a gone coon this first time and--and I w-want you to take these here things--to--my--folks." He ended in a quavering sob of pity for himself.

He handed the youth a little packet done up in a yellow envelope.
"Why, what the devil--" began the youth again.
But the other gave him a glance as from the depths of a tomb, and raised his limp hand in a prophetic manner and turned away..